(Back at the WIC Company)
Arthur’s POV
My hands trembled above the controller.
I did not want to do this. Why was he forcing me?
My chest tightened as if something inside me was being squeezed too hard. My heart pounded violently, so loud I could almost hear it in my ears, like it was trying to escape my body entirely.
“Arthur, what are you doing? Press the button,” my boss shouted.
His voice cut through the room, sharp and commanding, but it barely registered the way it usually did.
I blinked rapidly. My vision blurred slightly, not from tears exactly, but from pressure, from fear, from everything piling up at once. Questions flooded my mind so fast I could not catch a single one properly. Why her? Why now? Why me?
But beneath all of that noise, one truth stood firm.
I did not wa
